The fox hissed with its paws, its snow-white fur fluttered, and its clear yellow eyes revealed a bit of panic. It is naturally much worse than the original vigorous Dao Xiangrui.

The young man didn't know what was going on, but he was afraid that the fox would suddenly burst out and hurt people, so he looked around, only to see that there was no way back or back, and he sighed in his heart, feeling like he was at the end of the road. I can only retreat and grab the girl's wrist

Then he quickly retreated, avoiding its edge. When the girl saw this sudden scene, she had already put down the smooth fishtail in her hand and looked at the snow-white fox in a daze.

The fat carp has long been familiar with this situation, swinging its nimble tail leisurely and spitting out a series of foams.

"Li Zhiyu, it must be painful," the girl asked softly.

The young man was stunned when he heard this, he naturally never thought about this situation, thought hard, and came up with an answer that was yes or no, but before he could answer, Zhao Qingrou broke away from his clenched fingers and ran back the same way. The young man complained bitterly in his heart, but he had no choice but to resign himself to the realm where the fox stood with her, and was vigilant against sudden changes.

The girl squatted down softly, stretched out her slender fingers to stroke its smooth fur, and comforted it softly, "But do you think of the man named Zhang Yuchu again, so her heart is swaying, and her irritability is repeated." ”

The white fox cooed in its throat, grinned with its teeth, and almost wanted to eat people. The carp smiled, spit out the colorful foam in his mouth, and said teasingly: "Little girl, there are thousands of wonders in this world, and the whole world can find its traces and find its reason." But it seems that you and I are so close, and the old man has lived for more than a hundred years, and this is the first time. It opened its tail and threw it down at the canopy above, revealing a huge hole. The cold wind whirled in, accompanied by a trace of cold rain drifting into this square inch, adding a bit of chill.

Zhao Qingrou snorted coldly and did not add a beak. Looking at the fox with a face of hidden pain, her little face was full of distress.

The fox was still unconscious, listening to the girl say the three words "Zhang Yuchu", his eyes suddenly turned clear, and he pressed the round demon pill in his chest and abdomen, the green light flowed, and the coolness dispersed through the body, and finally relieved a little painful look.

The girl thought that the caress of her subordinates was very effective, and her little face was filled with a slight smile, and she touched its smooth fur again, and said some words of comfort. Just as the fox closed his eyes, his expression slowed slightly, and everything was expected to return. The girl suddenly screamed, and when the young man looked at it in confusion, he saw that the fox's snow-white fur suddenly released a black light, and the waves were faint and breathtaking.

The fox looked pained, bared its teeth, and looked hideous.

The black tiger's toes and claws open and close, and the long roar is mighty.

"This?" The young man's expression turned frightened again, and his eyes were puzzled. Seeing this strange scene, his original nervousness became even more nervous. The slender fingers pressed against the palm, stained with fine beads of sweat from the palm, and the palm was even more slippery and sticky to the bone. The boy reached out uneasily to wipe the somewhat tattered robe on his body, and took two steps back.

To the north of the village, the black tiger was even more ruthless after pulling out the woman's heart and lungs with one claw. The green eyes looked at the old man, some of them were joking and mocking, and some of them were happy and hateful. It looked at the sky and roared, as if it didn't understand the hatred of the woman's corpse, and the flesh and blood splashed, scattered and blurred.

The old man's heart fluctuated, and he was already frightened, and he rolled up his sleeves to wipe the blood and fine strips of flesh that were splashing in front of him. The ravine-crisscrossed face had already filled his sleeves with tears, and the evening dew was full of dew.

"The old man is sorry for you!" the old man sighed regretfully, his face haggard.

In the hole of the tree, there are bursts of black light on the snow-white fur of the fox, and the boundary between these square inches only feels cold to the bones, and it continues to invade each other. The boy tugged at his cuffs tightly, trembling all over. He crouched down anxiously

came and hugged the girl's thin body, which relieved her expression a little.

The girl held the young man's warm palm, and turned her head to look at the young man shyly.

The young man's expression was the same as before, but there were purple silk threads swimming back and forth in his eyebrows, which brought her a burst of warmth. The girl didn't know what was going on, so she asked softly, "What is this?"

Li Zhiyu looked at her eyes that were bright and full of color, and he didn't know what he meant, so he could only smile awkwardly, and turned to look at the white fox who was as crazy as a demon god.

To the south of the village, the black tiger seemed to be aware of it, and it raised its blood-stained head. Ignoring the trembling old man, he turned around and looked at the dense forest.

"You have to pay back what you owe me. It grinned and turned to run.

The black clouds are rising, the demonic spirit is full, and the black tiger with a length of several feet steps on the clouds, accompanied by the long wind, and walks happily.

The old man finally relieved a little, he grabbed the woman's blood-soaked robe, and buried his head in low tears, crying bursts of crying, which was terrifying.

The black tiger raised his head and strode forward. It couldn't go a hundred feet, and its back was full of corpses and blood, and the realm it crossed was full of mourning. The black tiger was still unconscious, and continued to run and roar, with a majestic spirit.

"It, how did it come back again" The branches and leaves of a towering ancient tree swayed, and he moved a little for fear of avoiding it, and asked in a low voice.

Under the big tree, a pitch-black hare squatted. The rabbit nibbled on the grass beside him until its two broad front teeth were stained with sap. After such a long time, the sound of vicissitudes gradually sounded.

"Thirty years of lurking in the woods, this good show is a bit of a pity. If I can go one step further and reach that Sendai, I would like to see this good show?"

The trees sneered and fell silent, and the branches and leaves swayed and rustled.

I don't know when, the autumn wind blows in the forest, and the night rain trickles down, bringing a lot of chill.

The old man tightened the plain robe he was wearing, looked at the dull night without moonlight, and said in a low voice: "The autumn rain is cold, the autumn rain is cold, the autumn rain is difficult to fall to the ground, and the autumn rain buries the bones to welcome the rising sun!"

The old man seemed to feel that something was wrong, he smiled in a low voice, and said with a lamented expression, "This rain, it looks like it will rain for a long time, a long time" He tapped his toes lightly, like an ape and a crane, and suddenly there was no trace.

The light rain was slight, and it gradually turned into frost. The night was bleak, and the wind was blowing.

Outside the tree hole, the old demon and the four leaves demons looked frightened, some didn't know what to do, and some were afraid and panicked. The leaves, who have always been fearless of death, propped up his scarred black and thin body. Looking at the hundred-year-old tree, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"I've had enough!" the leaves suddenly shouted, and they were even louder and audible in the dense forest of night. He added, "Bow down before the man, and step on the foot." Lao Tzu wants to see if it is better to live with low eyebrows, or to die with angry eyes. He shouted angrily, and his figure suddenly swelled more than ten feet, turning into a big tree giant, and galloping towards him.

The old demon knelt quietly on the ground, and the green blood on his forehead and eyebrows was gurgling, dripping all over his long clothes and staining his body. He was terrified, thinking that the power of the white fox's claws would be so powerful, and he felt both embarrassed and lucky. If you don't die like this kind of might, wouldn't you not die in response to that great calamity, and you will have a blessing in the future.

He smiled bitterly and comforted himself. He was thinking of some compliments in his mind and left directly, but the leaves rushed out quickly at this moment, scolding him for the words he had not dared to scold for many years, and he suddenly felt happy. His face suddenly became extremely drowsy. The old demon's fingers grasped the ground, and it was no longer a hurry to block it. He could only look up at the thin back of the tree and run towards the huge banyan tree that looked like a demonic beast, his heart was turbulent, and his mouth was crying out for bitterness. Some regret why they did this extra thing, and only increased the right and wrong.

He seemed to remember something, and his eyes turned to a glimmer of light, and he asked softly: "I ask myself back then, why didn't I have such young ignorance, and I didn't have such anger and rush to the crown!"

Before the old demon could finish sighing to himself, the root of the tree spurted out a large mouthful of blood, covered his bruised round face with both hands, and took a breath of strength to protect the dim and irrelevant light purple demon pill. He watched the figure with a little stupidity and a little fearlessness running towards the hole of the banyan tree, his palms supported the ground, and the rhizomes came out of the soil, turning into a big purple and black hand that grabbed the leaves and shrank backwards. The root of the tree said intermittently, "Leaves...... Don't act recklessly. ”

The leaves have a haggard face and red eyes. The body that has already been burned by the anger in his heart is incomplete, and how can he have the heart to take care of it at this moment. Hearing the words of the tree roots, I only felt a trace of sadness in my heart. He smiled maniacally, ignored the three demons with a strip of water, and continued to walk.

"Who said that the high and low are only about cultivation, I don't believe the leaves. I want to talk to the White Fox King about my own reasoning, and talk about what the old fairy said back then. Tell it what it means that all living beings have their own courtesy, what it means that all living beings can become immortals and attain the Tao, and all can be feathered and ascended. He strengthened his strength, and his steps naturally became faster and faster, almost turning into an invisible afterimage in the hazy night.

The leaves of the tree rolled vigorously, like a great river, he clenched his fists with five fingers, his body fluttered and jumped, with a crazy smile on his face, and smashed down with a punch into the tree hole.

"Happy, happy!" The leaves of the tree were arrogant, and there were a few more high-rollers in the rivers and lakes who asked the rivers and lakes about the wine, and poured a sword into the sassy and heroic posture of all beings.

The old demon was terrified. He never imagined that the leaves were so crazy that they would dare to smash the White Fox King's dwelling place with a single punch. The old demon shouted repeatedly: "Leaves, don't you hurry up and kneel down to apologize to the White Fox King!" The old demon hissed and shouted, looking desperate. Holding a handful of yellow mud in his hand, he didn't even notice the black tiger that was coming quickly behind him.

In the distance, the black tiger news was like a strong wind, like thunder, but the tea kung fu had already rushed to the outside of the banyan tree cave, looking at the five demons of the leaves, there was a little cold in his cold pupils.

"Yesterday the wind was surging, and today I want to raise my eyebrows when I exhale," the black tiger moved lightly in his throat. Its cold fangs gently picked at the hole in the banyan tree, and its eyes sparkled with glass.

The black wind is blowing, and the grass and trees are flying. The moon is hidden on the mountain, and the demon retreats left and right.

The fox was not angry or annoyed, and his fierce eyes finally showed a trace of sobriety. Its equally cold eyes stared at the uninvited tiger, its teeth and mouth raised, and its momentum was like a rainbow. The footsteps straddled and roared. The black tiger rolled vigorously and was eager to try.

Just as the white fox walked out of the tree hole and rushed to the black tiger's side, a black cold light suddenly came out of its snow-white and shiny fur, outlining a strange mark that emitted black light. The fox roared uneasily, his expression was crazy again, and his snow-white paws slapped at the black tiger. Sawdust flies and dust scatters!

The boy tightly grabbed the girl's body that was about to rush out, and he rolled up his sleeves and lifted the robe above his head, covering the dusty square inches.

"Zhao Qingrou, are you okay?" asked the young man, blushing and touching her silky hair, and there were a little more stars in her pure eyes.

The girl sneered, reached out and pinched the young man's emaciated face, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, it's okay! ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" said the young man with a smile to himself, relaxing a little.

The black tiger watched the white light cut through the layers of night, and came straight to himself, the white hair on his neck was upside down, and he was a little more vigilant and flustered.

"Is this just the old people seeing each other, and they are very red-eyed!" A somewhat abrupt voice sounded, and the man with the knife had the common weeds in the forest in his mouth in his mouth, and slowly walked out of the forest. The man is still cynical. He pulled his fingers back, pulled out a man with a black face with a frightened face, and smiled smugly.

"This hero is here to teach you what is morality, what is truth" The man jumped out in one step, and the snow-white light rose suddenly, and the white light around the direct light was hazy, and the forest was like day.